I crave a depth that is beyond me.
Something beyond automated monotony.
And I search for it,
dig for it like precious gold
But all those holes--are in the wrong places.
Because all I find are false nuggets.
I strive for intimacy on social media.
I strive for immortality with every photo.
I strive for worth in productivity.
I am lookin for depth in the shallow end.
We are all being fooled.
But there are moments where the ground dips down
and I get a glimpse of the deepness life holds,
a moment of staring into a strangers' eyes,
and seeing beyond what their label implies
a moment of staring into the sunset,
and reveling in God's promise met
a moment of seeing someone greatly struggle,
and sharing their human being-ness that humbles
a moment of clarity in purpose,
of pursuing a mission beyond the surface.
I don't think i can jump into the deep end yet,
I would drown in the burdens of the world
and the magnanimity of love still left,
but I can start easing inch by inch
into the depth that I crave
into the depth of true presence
into the depth of connection
into the depth of sorrow
into the depth of solidarity
into the depth of prevailing love
and maybe one day,
I'll touch the bottom
and reach the depth my soul longs for.
But, with God's love
I think I'll be forever swimming